Team Sub Ch. 02

Chapter 2 - Subbing Out

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Wanna beer?' Tyler asked as he dropped his gym bag onto the floor of his apartment and strolled into the kitchen.  

'Uh ... sure, thanks,' Dan stammered, his mind was a million miles away. He had been in Tyler's apartment many times before for house parties or casual drinks with Tyler and his teammates from the rugby team, but now the sleek modern apartment felt like unknown territory to him. He couldn't relax, feeling uncomfortable in his own skin.  

The two men had chatted after Tyler had caught Dan sniffing his underwear. Clearly frazzled, Dan was unsure of what to do and, seeing his teammate spiralling, Tyler had suggested he come back to his place for a drink to calm his nerves.

'Here you go,' Tyler handed Dan a can of beer. It was cold to touch - or maybe his hands were just hot from sweat.  

Dan dropped his bag in a corner and followed Tyler into the living room.  

Tyler sat down on the couch and switched on some music in the background. He took a swig of his beer and draped an arm on the back of the couch - he oozed confidence, owning the room and commanding attention without having to explicitly state it.

'Jeez, you look like a deer in headlights, sit down. What's up with you? You're not acting like yourself.'

'Sorry,' Dan scooted over to the couch and sat some distance away from Tyler, keeping an arm's length between them. 'Just a bit worried about ... what happened,' Dan blushed, avoiding eye contact. Damn, I really am acting off, he thought to himself as he noticed his own coy behaviour. He wasn't himself at all, more like a coquettish teenage girl.  

'You mean the underwear sniffing thing?' Tyler laughed. 'Are you still thinking about that?' 

'Yeah ... I'm just anxious you'll tell the team and they'll think I'm some perv and kick me out of the club. You guys are a big part of my life; there's not much else going on in my life that's good,' Dan's heart was beating fast. He took a gulp of beer to calm himself, thankful for the cold tangy taste as it went down his throat.  

'Dude, relax, I told you I'm not going to tell anyone. I wouldn't do that to you. Why does it worry you so much?' 

'Just ... don't want it getting out is all, man,' Dan looked at his teammate finally, searching his face for signs of sincerity or deception, but he was keeping his expression pretty neutral.  

'I've seen worse, believe me,' Tyler threw his hands up in nonchalance. 'Your kink is what ... smells? Scents?' 

'Yeah ... kinda,' Dan blushed and chuckled lightly.  

'So you enjoyed how I smell?' Tyler smiled, a look of curiosity on his face bordering on humour.  

'Don't make fun of me, man,' Dan said, but was relaxing into the beer and Tyler's little jabs at lightening the mood.  

'Hey, I'm not kink-shaming. I'm genuinely curious. You liked how my crotch smelled,' Tyler said matter-of-factly so Dan knew he was being serious. 'What about my pits? Are you into that?'

Dan stared at his teammate, looking to see if he would break out in a laugh but it seemed that Tyler was opening it up to an honest conversation.  

Dan took a glance at Tyler's arm where it lay across the back of the couch, the thick muscular form, his smooth skin all the way up to the sleeve of his t-shirt where it wound tightly around the bicep, and then passed his eyes further to the armpit. He subconsciously licked his lips.

'Yeah, I like pits, dude.'

'Would you ... like a sniff now?' Tyler asked, carefully keeping his tone measured.  

'Really?' Dan tried not to look alarmed. He was excited and scared at the same time.  

'Sure, if it's what you're into.'

'Do you like that kinda stuff, man?'

'I like a lot of things. Mostly I get a kick out of seeing someone really getting into what they like,' Tyler was holding his cards close to his chest - a real diplomatic answer. 'So, if you want...' he gestured for Dan to move closer.

Dan took a few seconds to consider, then slid across the couch, looking towards his teammates armpit.

Tyler was stoic, letting the other man take his time.

Dan lowered his head to the fabric and took a whiff. He mostly smelt the shower gel from the shower, so dove in a bit deeper and gradually picked up the manly musk that lingered beneath. He couldn't help but sigh in pleasure.

'Good?' Tyler smiled.

'So fucking hot man,' Dan laughed, feeling himself get hard. He took another few deep inhales, smelling the mixture of aromas. He straightened up and looked towards Tyler, 'Thanks, dude.'

'Any time, mate,' Tyler moved his arm off the couch and circled it around his teammates shoulders, lightly stroking his back and neck. 'So what is it about sniffing crotches and pits that you enjoy, the scents?'

'Well, yeah, but also ...' Dan trailed off. His heart thumped, not only from Tyler holding him, but also what he was about to say. He could pull back now, tell him he had enough and not tell him about his darkest desires, but the beer and intimacy were encouraging him onwards.  

'Yeah ... what is it?' Tyler asked, allowing Dan the space to answer.

'I like giving the control up towards someone else,' Dan gulped. The words were coming out and he could no longer stop them.

'In what way?'

'Like, you know, a guy telling me to sniff his crotch or pits, or ... other things.'

'Interesting,' Tyler mused.  

'Sorry, I know that's weird, man,' Dan couldn't look at Tyler anymore, embarrassed about what he had just admitted.

'It's not weird at all, dude,' Tyler stroked the back of Dan's head, the cropped hair tickling his hand. 'Would you let me control you?'

'Yes,' Dan whispered before he could think, desperate to experience what he had always wanted.

'Fucking hot, man,' Tyler smiled. 'Well, then, kiss me,' he pulled his teammate in for a kiss. There was a deep urgency with the exchange as their tongues twirled and their lips met. Sure, Dan had kissed many of his teammates before and even gone a lot further with a few, but this was the first time he had experienced anything close to a power exchange, with Tyler taking the reins over Dan, whose stomach fluttered and dick almost bursting from his pants from being so turned on.

'Give me another order,' Dan begged as soon as their kiss broke apart.  

Tyler had to think. 'Get on the floor, between my legs,' he pointed in between his feet.

Dan rushed to the floor, kneeling on the hardwood floor where his teammate had indicated. His heart beat rapidly, excited by the session that was unfolding.

'I think I know what you are,' Tyler mused.  

'What?' 

'I want you to say what you think you are, and I'll see if I'm right.'

'Ok ... um,' Dan was afraid of the word. He struggled to get it out, what his teammate would think of him. Once it was out, he couldn't take it back. I think I'm ... a sub,' Dan stared up at his teammate on the couch above him, who broke out into a smile.  

'I was right,' Tyler reached down and rubbed the other man's head. 'Good, boy.'

Dan's eyes rolled back into his head at being called a boy. He was a muscular, rugby-playing man six-feet something and yet a place within him stirred at being called a boy. 'Thanks, Sir,' he couldn't help but call his teammate by a superior title.  

'Wow, Dan, who would have thought it. A guy like you enjoys submission. So hot,' Tyler shook his head and gazed down at the kneeling man before him.  

Dan blushed again, hard as a rock in his pants.  

'Would you like to take it further?' Tyler asked, carefully asking consent.

'I would, if you want,' Dan was up for it.

'Want me to order you to pleasure me?' 

'I'd like that, Sir,' Dan laughed.

'Alright, boy, take my shorts off and make me feel good,' Tyler clicked his fingers and pointed to his crotch.

Dan quickly pulled down the shorts and his teammate's hard cock burst out. He looked in wonder at the long hard shaft and got going, sucking on the head.

Tyler leaned back against the couch, closing his eyes in pleasure. He was soon moaning as Dan took the shaft deeper down his throat, taking it in long strokes back and forth down to the balls. He gagged a few times due to the head hitting the back of his throat and activating his gag reflex.

'Fuck, that feels good, man,' Tyler laid two meaty hands on Dan's head and thrust his cock into his mouth, plowing the shaft along the soft tongue. 'Good fucking boy, Dan' Tyler moaned. 'Uh, I'm going to cum,' he pulled out as spurts of cum flew from his cock and landed in streams across Dan's face. White streaks of sticking cum drenched the man's face.

Dan smiled in pleasure as the hot cum dripped down his cheeks and mouth.

'Uh, so fucking hot man. My sub,' Tyler laughed, falling back into the couch as he enjoyed the waves of orgasmic ecstasy.  

'Thank you, Sir,' Dan caught his breath, sitting panned out on the floor and relishing in his first experience subbing out.